Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

The underground chamber was brightly lit.

The Blood Pool surged, gradually boiling.

As Jiang Ning spoke, Bai Luoyu immediately retreated backward.

The next moment.

The Blood Pool rose, slowly coalescing in mid-air.

"Brother Jiang, be careful! I can sense a strong evil energy in this blood, it must contain intense corrosiveness!" Bai Luoyu warned from behind.

Jiang Ning slightly nodded without turning his head.

Faced with such an unknown and bizarre means, he dared not be careless.

Clearly, this was a method of the God Worship Sect, dedicated to the Blood and Flesh God.

Soon.

The blood in mid-air fully coagulated.

It was a monstrous figure with six arms, three heads, and four legs.

The blood on its surface was constantly shifting, its face blurry and indistinct.

In a split second.

The monster with six arms and three heads suddenly opened its eyes, the eyes hollow, like a vortex ceaselessly devouring the blood on its face.

"You ignorant mortal, how dare you kill my followers!!!"

The voice was grand and magnificent, resonating through the sealed underground chamber, full of majesty.

Indeed, it's him!!

Gazing at the monster solidly formed from blood before him, Jiang Ning's expression was grave.

Regarding the so-called Gods, he never dared to underestimate.

Because for him now, Gods were still full of the unknown.

The unknown, ungrasped, is the most dangerous.

At the same time.

Using the medium, the consciousness of the Blood and Flesh God focused instantly on Jiang Ning.

He sensed a similar aura to his own on Jiang Ning.

A holder of authority as well?

He was slightly puzzled.

Because he still couldn't truly descend into the world.

Yet Jiang Ning in front of him was clearly walking in the mortal world.

Wrong!!

Once again sensed the aura on Jiang Ning.

His expression drastically changed, anger erupting like a volcano.

Because he sensed the scent of the same authority on Jiang Ning.

He instantly understood that this was a struggle for authority, a battle for the Divine Position.

The man in front had stolen the authority that should have been his.

With the same authority, they would become true mortal enemies, until death.

If he lost, all would be over.

If he won, he could seize the opponent's Authority Fragment, letting him fully consolidate authority sooner and return to the Divine Position.

For someone like him who had seized the Divine Position in Ancient Times.

As long as the world didn't head toward extinction, he was equivalent to immortal and indestructible.

No matter how many times he died, no matter how long he slumbered.

As long as the authority existed, he would one day fully consolidate and return to the Divine Position.

But now, the authority was divided.

This meant he lost the chance to fully consolidate authority and return to the Divine Position.

This equated to stripping away his trait of immortality and indestructibility.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly.

His inner fury erupted like a volcano, rising like raging flames.

"You—must—die!"

The three words fell, like heavenly might rolling, transforming into sound waves spreading in all directions.

The Blood Pool exploded instantly, the ground cracked open.

In a flash, the originally brightly lit underground chamber turned pitch black again.

In a moment of electrical light and stone fire, Bai Luoyu felt the terrifying divine might ahead.

A moment of fright filled his heart, soon turning into deep despair.

Merely from the oppressive momentum, he felt a powerless feeling like an ephemera looking toward the sky.

At this moment.

He suddenly saw the entrance of the corridor ahead.

A burst of golden light suddenly appeared.

The golden light emerged, dispersing the darkness, blocking the tangible attacks of the sound waves.

"It's Brother Jiang!!!"

Seeing the figure shrouded in golden light, standing before him, Bai Luoyu's heart was greatly shaken.

The Vajra Immortal Body!

The Perfect Level Vajra Immortal Body!!

Looking at Jiang Ning's back, Bai Luoyu instantly realized.

Previously, when speaking with Zhao Yulong, he had learned that Buddha's son Jin Chan from Vajra Temple had given the Perfect Magic Gate of the Vajra Immortal Body to Jiang Ning.

"But, how long has it been?"

A thought flashed through his mind.

Ahead.

Jiang Ning circulated his Qi-Blood, fully activating the Vajra Immortal Body.

The cover of dual layers of golden light blocked the terrifying sound waves and filthy blood rushing toward him.

Looking at the enraged Blood and Flesh God above the Blood Pool.

Jiang Ning's gaze was also somewhat heavy.

He also sensed that familiar aura from the newly descended Blood and Flesh God in the Blood Pool.

He roughly understood why this suddenly descended Blood and Flesh God was so furious.

Authority conflict.

This is a divine battle.

It can only end with death.

His eyes flickered a few times, and he made a decision.

Since they were already enemies, he must investigate the supposed Gods.

Without knowledge of its details, without understanding, that would be extremely passive.

After making the decision.

Jiang Ning no longer hesitated or wavered.

His right index and middle fingers together, instantly placed between his brows.

The two fingers lightly swiped down from between his brows.

In an instant.

A white vertical stripe appeared at his brow.

Within the stripe, brilliant light continuously escaped, like mist and cloud.

As if a door ready to be opened at any time.

"That is!!!"

Seeing the figure shrouded by golden light.

The Blood and Flesh God's entire body suddenly shuddered.

A distant memory appeared in his mind.

It was a figure high up in the nine heavens.

The figure, with a Heavenly Eye at its brow, represented the Heavenly Dao, wielding heavenly punishment.

Possessing the power to destroy any God.

In that era, there were many titles for this figure high up in the nine heavens.

But in his circle, they all referred to that figure as the Divine Venerable.

"No! No!!! No!!!"

At this moment, the Blood and Flesh God seemed to once again lose his sanity, falling into madness.

He roared, one after another.

Causing the foul blood in the Blood Pool to surge and splatter in all directions.